Page 36 of Milk & Malice: Vadik
“Good morning, my sweet. Did you sleep well?”
She mooed.
“Walk to the milking station.”
She swallowed before shuffling to the edge of the bed and rolling off. She caught herself on her feet and clip-clopped to the station, moving into place. I opened the bar and pushed her head into it before locking her in position.
“My sweet cow,” I murmured, sticking the cups over her nipples before turning the machine onto the lowest setting.
The mechanical hum began, and I saw splashes in the clear tubes. I reached beneath her and massaged her breasts. They must be at least an F or G cup by now. She was fed well, and I ensured she took all the correct vitamins.
“Your Owner has a nice surprise for you this morning,” I said, pulling the lube from my robe pocket.
I shrugged out of my robe and placed it on the bench before tugging my shorts down. There was no in-shower wank today. No—I had a better place for my cock this morning. I took my time applying a coat of lube around my cock before moving her tail to the side.
Her asshole was as perfect as the rest of her—the colour slightly darker around her puckered hole. It called to me. I squirted some lube over her asshole. There would be no stretching. This was all she got, and that was me being generous.
Her head moved to the side, but she didn’t say anything.
I rubbed the head over her hole, letting my dick take a sniff at her.
“Who’s your Owner, my sweet?” I asked gently, pressing my cock against her asshole.
“M-Moo,” she whimpered.
I smiled and gripped her braid. I was getting better at them through online videos.
“Yes, my little breeding cow. Today I’m going to own your asshole,” I said, gripping the base and stabbing her harder until I saw the tight ring stretch.
“My beautiful little cow has a tight little ass. Keep it nice and open for me.”
She relaxed, and the head slid in.
Nice and slow.
It was so fucking tight.
“That’s it. Take your Owner’s cock up your ass while your tits are being drained.”
She mooed again, and I gently began to sink into her tight shithole.
I reached below and touched her plump belly, rocking my hips back and forth until I felt her pussy.
Wet.
Pussy.
“Oh, my sweet cow. Such a good girl for your Owner,” I cooed to her.
“Moo. Moo.”
I released her braid and looked down at where we were joined.
“Let me give you what you need,” I muttered before pulling back all the way and driving myself back in, the lube easing my path.
I sucked in a sharp breath at the feel of her opening up.
The machine continued to work, and I joined the rhythm. The bench supported her, so I didn’t need to worry about her legs.
